This is a song about "Left"

Catchdubs you a motherfucker

I left for one summer,

She knows you masturbate left handed

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

I never fit in with them light skins

And i'm left for the corrections,

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

I'm still confused about why you left

Hold my tears i tried my best

All black everthing on some jigga shit

So with your mind left exploded

I got a fetish for fresh, i'm a clean crook

Promises that had us left assured

Got nothing left to say

If you didn't know i feel this way